#death

I tell you, say the rich, the poor are naught but dirty wind welling in air-shafts over the cinders and droppings of the past, their voices thick with grease and ordure, sewer-greed to corrode the ear with the horrors of the past and the voids of new stupidity. One could drown waiting for the poor to make one fine distinction. Yes, destroy us say the rich and you lose the roots of God. ↗

— Norman Mailer

#rich #squalor #wealth #death

Do dogs understand death? Do they have souls? Do they go to heaven? I have alway believed so, but this [event] confirmed that all of God's creatures , humans and animals, have a soul and that we will all be reunited in heaven. My pastor once told me, "If there are no dogs in heaven, I don't want to go." I agree. ↗

— Glenwood McNabb

#death #dogs #inspirational #death

Proximity to death brings with it a corresponding proximity to life. ↗

— Tim O'Brien

#life #death

If I could blame it on all the mothers and fathers of the world, they of the lessons, the pellets of power, they of the love surrounding you like batter ... Blame it on God perhaps? He of the first opening that pushed us all into our first mistakes? No, I'll blame it on Man For Man is God and man is eating the earth up like a candy bar and not one of them can be left alone with the ocean for it is known he will gulp it all down. The stars (possibly) are safe. At least for the moment. The stars are pears that no one can reach, even for a wedding. Perhaps for a death. ↗

— Anne Sexton

#death

When you wish upon a falling star, your dreams can come true. Unless it's really a meteor hurtling to the Earth which will destroy all life. Then you're pretty much hosed no matter what you wish for. Unless it's death by meteorite. ↗

— Justin Sewell

#death

So what if we died alone, we had our soul, we had mother nature around, we had a blue quilt of sky, And peace waiting on the Other side ↗

— Aditya Chandel

#peace #death

Do you know, Mother, that Haj Salem was buried alive in his home? Does he tell you stories in heaven now? I wish I had had a chance to meet him. To see his toothless grin and touch his leathery skin. To beg him, as you did in your youth, for a story from our Palestine. He was over one hundred years old, Mother. To have lived so long, only to be crushed to death by a bulldozer. Is this what it means to be Palestinian? ↗

— Susan Abulhawa

#mother #palestine #palestinians #death

He had forgotten they lived with a rope around their necks - until it cinched. ↗

— E.J. Koh

#death #fantasy #love #red #science-fiction

Life serves the food, and Death always shows up to the banquet, like an univited guest with nothing in hand to contribute, just to devour everything then leave. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#death #devour #left-with-nothing #life #selfish

What seems a kind of temporal death to people choked between walls and curtains, is only a light and living slumber to the man who sleeps a-field. ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

#robert-louis-stevenson #death